Que Será, Será (Whatever Will Be, Will Be) lyrics
by Connie Francis
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
When I just a child in school
I asked my teacher what should I try
Should I paint pictures, should I sing songs
This was her wise reply
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Que sera, Que sera